More than any other kind of creative form I can think of, memory resembles hypertext. Events, words, sets of thoughts are linked to one another; rather than following a narrative, memory exists in the form of shorthands, connected stories, words or phrases that automatically conjure an image. In this case, the memoir is about memory itself, the ways we hold onto it and the ways in which it’s lost to us. In replicating this experience, I tried to naturally work off of the associations I made between words, and thus to present a nonfiction essay presented in order of the connections that the reader is most curious about, rather than those arranged by an author.
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